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Chapter 21 - Epilogue

Epilogue: Beyond the Last Panel

The world didn't end when the comic lost control.

That surprised Lily the most.

There was no dramatic unraveling. No glitch in reality. No invisible hand forcing people back into their "roles."

Life simply… went on.

And it was beautiful.

1. Ordinary Mornings

Lily woke up to sunlight instead of panic.

To Noah beside her—hair messy, glasses crooked, already reading market reports while pretending not to stare at her.

"You're doing it again," she muttered.

He didn't deny it. "I like checking that you're still real."

She smiled, rolled over, and stole his pillow.

This was the life she'd never seen in the panels.

Quiet. Soft. Earned.

2. Heirs, Not Pawns

They didn't hide who they were.

The Blackwood Group and the Laurent Corporation announced their future successors publicly.

Headlines exploded.

POWER COUPLE OF THE NEXT GENERATION.

ENGAGED HEIRS SEEN TOGETHER AT BOARD MEETING.

Lily attended meetings in flats and confidence.

Noah watched her speak with calm authority, pride warm and steady in his chest.

"You were born for this," he told her once.

She laughed. "I was born to read comics. This is character development."

3. Love Without Scripts

Noah still got jealous sometimes.

Lily still teased him mercilessly.

But there were no misunderstandings that lasted longer than a conversation.

No sudden breakups.

No forced drama.

They chose each other daily.

And that was revolutionary.

4. The Proposal That Mattered

They were already engaged.

But one night, Noah knelt anyway.

No press.

No audience.

Just them, on the balcony, city lights flickering below.

"I know fate tried to write us badly," he said. "So this time, I want to ask you properly."

Lily covered her mouth, laughing and crying at once.

"Yes," she said before he even finished.

He slipped the ring on her finger—not as heirs.

But as two people who survived the story.

5. The Comic, One Last Time

Years later, Lily found the old comic in a secondhand shop.

She flipped through it.

The villain still died.

The male lead still mourned too late.

She closed it gently.

"Not my story," she whispered.

Noah squeezed her hand.

And that was that.

Final Panel

Lily Laurent once fell into a comic where she was destined to be hated.

She chose differently.

She loved freely.

She lived fully.

She rewrote fate.

And in a world that tried to reduce her to a side character—

She became the author.

—THE END—

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